I Can't Hold Back Anymore

Buzz!!!

The next instant, a sudden change occurred.

At the exact center of Sosuke Aizen's smooth forehead, the once-flat skin suddenly split apart like torn silk.

No blood flowed out. Instead, a deep purple light that made one's heart quiver seeped forth.

A vertical pupil slowly opened within the fissure.

It was an eye that belonged to no living creature.

Deep within its pupil seemed to be reflected countless shattered mirror fragments, gleaming with a cold radiance capable of piercing through all falsehoods in the world and reaching the very essence of things.

Fullbring: True Eye.

This was the response the Hōgyoku had given him.

It was truly an immensely ironic result.

His Zanpakuto, named Illusion, had once allowed him to freely toy with everyone's five senses, weaving lies into truth.

Yet as the instigator of it all, as the deceiver most adept at creating falsehoods, what he desired most deeply in his soul was actually a pair of eyes capable of seeing through all illusions.

The newly born vertical pupil shifted slightly, its gaze complex and profound as it passed over the layers of figures and landed on Ross not far away.

It was because of this man's existence.

Because of that layer upon layer of mist that even he could not fully see through.

That the proud Sosuke Aizen had developed such a pathological yearning for truth.

And it was precisely because of that exchanged glance that Aizen more clearly recognized the chasm stretching between them.

Even after fusing with the Hōgyoku, even after awakening the True Eye, he still could not stand on equal footing with Ross. At most, he was only on the same level as Kurosaki Masaki.

Ross was still far beyond his reach.

Their gazes met soundlessly in midair. Though not a single word